Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 185 Confessions of a Music Critic

In the capital city, a very particular private piano room.

Outside the window, red leaves are brilliant, and indoors, sandalwood is curling up.A woman stood in front of the piano stand, put both hands on the guzheng in front of her, concentrating for a long time, then, with a slight flick of her delicate hands, the strings began to move.

If some people are here, they can immediately hear that what the woman is playing at this time is exactly the song in the second video posted on Weibo of "The Piano Makes Me Unbeautiful".

The first paragraph, the second paragraph, there was no problem, it passed smoothly, almost exactly the same as what was shown in the video, not only the sound, but even the movements of the hands!But in the next third paragraph, the girl's movements suddenly stopped.

Afterwards, the woman who had been acting very calm before walked out of the piano room, came to the courtyard of the villa, and fell on a reclining chair placed in the courtyard without any image. Yes, only the word "fall" can describe it. its action.

"It's stuck here again!"

"How can his hands be so flexible? It's unscientific!"

The woman frowned slightly, as pale as the distant mountains, and under the distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, which cast an unspeakably beautiful temperament on the whole courtyard, just a red leaf fell leisurely from mid-air, the woman stretched out He twiddled his fingers, and after that, he was so dazed in a daze.

It wasn't until the cell phone that had been placed beside the rattan chair dinged that she came back to her senses.

It was a reminder on Weibo. After picking up the phone, what the woman looked at first was not the new content of the reminder, but the page she stayed on before.

"Fingering is superb, this big brother must be a master of Audition!"

This is a newly pinned comment. When the woman saw this, she shook her head and smiled nicely. The next moment, she still clicked in:

"Pfft, little friend, don't be funny, but what you said is actually right, the master probably grew up playing Tetris when he was young."

"How does it compare to Flight of the Bumblebee?"

"I will only admire three people in my life. One is dead, one is not yet born, and the remaining one is left to you. I mean the handsome guy in the video."

"Wait for my long hair to reach my waist, would you marry me? I'm not a nymphomaniac, but I'm really addicted. I feel like I've been poisoned, blogger, you know what I'm going to ask! @琴球makes me not beautiful"

"Male god, you are so handsome, I want to give birth to a monkey for you! QWQ"

……

All kinds of replies.

"Superficial, really superficial!" The woman murmured to express her opinion. The id that said she was born with a monkey was very familiar to her. She clicked on it and found that she was right. It was a well-known rising star. A young pianist praised by the public.

"Silly woman, where's your reserve, where's your integrity?"

The woman shook her head again, looked at it for a while, and finally felt bored.

In fact, Weibo is like this. The word "micro" makes it popular, but it is also the word "micro" that makes it only convey information, but not express. Fortunately, there is another thing called long Weibo, although it is like sandwiching raw rice, is a bit half-baked.

Click on the red prompt on the Weibo page, jump to the past page, and next, it is a new Weibo that has just been released, um, a long Weibo.

The blogger, Liang Yige, a well-known music critic, can also be said to be quite well-known, at least in the industry circle, and his Weibo fans are 1000 to [-] million.This is certainly not comparable to the number of fans of some popular singers, but as a music critic, it can be said that this number of fans is already enough to be called against the sky!

In fact, this can be seen from the fact that women who have never paid much attention to lace have followed his Weibo.

Lying halfway on the rattan chair, the woman looked quietly:

He was dragged out by his friends for a drink last night. He and his wife had an argument. This time the quarrel was a bit harsh, and they hurt each other. They got drunk after only a few drinks. Maybe for a person who wants to get drunk, he can get drunk even after drinking plain water.

Drunk, the two words said by this old man who was nearly forty years old left a deep impression on me. One is that she was as gentle as water in those days, and the other is that these dog days.

Yes, I also sighed with him, these days of shit!

An old man who is nearly forty years old took me to drink and talk to me, what does this mean?

It shows three things, one, I am a good person, two, I am popular, and three, I am a trash can?No, no, no, that's not the case, my friends, and I'm sure you don't think so either.

Three, I'm a fucking old man too!

Thinking back then, I was also in full bloom, thinking back then, my ambition was higher than the sky, thinking back then...

These dog days!

Really.

I clearly feel that I have just passed through youth, how can I be middle-aged, no, middle-aged and old in the blink of an eye?Where has all the time gone?

I am still young, I have always been young in mentality, my friends, this last sentence, I am not trying to praise myself here, but I want to say that it is useless to be young in mentality, in fact, it is not only young in mentality, every When I looked in the mirror for the first time, I also felt that I was really young, I didn't have a premature birth, and I was still full of vigor.

To put it bluntly, I'm still handsome.

I only need to smile a little, and thousands of girls fall for me. (If you want to vomit, please pay attention to the occasion and pay attention to hygiene.)

but.

On Weibo, in the circle of friends, and in many occasions in reality, I often see huge publicity, a newcomer born after [-] debuts, shining brightly, like a newborn!

Post zero!

The post-[-]s have already made their debut, how can I, a post-[-]s generation, dare to say that I am young?

No, I'm really not young anymore, youth used to belong to me, but now it belongs to them.And in another ten or twenty years, it will not belong to them, but to another one of them.

At that time, me, what about us?

Thinking of this, I am also drunk.

I am still young, and I have always been young mentally, but all the references around me tell me that I am not young anymore.

On the Internet, just after this Weibo post, many people will comfort me, "Uncle, you are still young!" and people will often message me privately, "Senior, I would like to ask you a question!" In reality, in the community When wandering around, some acquaintances would say to their children, "Ninny (Mao Dan), say hello to uncle!"

Uncle!

senior!

uncle!

I smile, but my heart is bleeding, really.

These dog days!

Here I would like to share with you a word, oh, it is a melody, forgive me, as a layman, many times I can't tell the difference between a word and a melody.Someone who can tell the difference between them raise your hand, I will take a brick later and break your arms one by one from front to back.

The song is like this:

"A sound of sycamore leaves and a sound of autumn, a little plantain and a little sorrow, the third watch returns to the dream after the third watch.

The lanterns have not been collected, and I sigh that the people in Xinfeng solitary hall stay.

Ten years on the pillow, the two elders in the south of the Yangtze River are worried. "

Have you heard this song?

People who read my Weibo, who are often fascinated by my talent and wisdom, I never doubt your knowledge, I never doubt your accumulation of knowledge, I never doubt your quality, but I also Believe me, most of you have never heard of this song.

Because it's not a famous song.

Really, it can't be called excellent.Maybe friends who don't know classical poetry will be surprised, this is not bad, is it?

It’s not bad, but that’s all. Its sentences, its images, and everything about it seem familiar. Yes, even a layman like me feels “deja vu”.

But when I saw this song, I was really touched, so I included it in my lyric library.Here it is necessary to introduce myself to some new friends. Although I am a music critic, I prefer to be called Mr. Lyricist.

Let’s go back to this song. It’s not just me who was very touched when I watched it. I believe that many people who are middle-aged friends will feel the same as me when they watch it.

Indeed, as someone in the rivers and lakes said, time is a butcher's knife.

It will cut the string of the kite and make it difficult for us to float.

When we were young, we could soar high into the sky, look up to the heaven and the earth, hold the whole world in mind, point out the sages, and disregard the worldly affairs, but when that thread is cut and put away, we only worry about whether we will be blown by the wind and rain Will it be broken and withered, will it be trampled on, will it be forgotten and abandoned in a corner where no one cares about it, will it...

When you need it, you find that your wallet is empty.

Bending for five buckets of rice, seeking for rice, and worrying about parents, wives and children, this is reality, this is life, and this is the reality and life of most people like me and you.

We were not born in a wealthy family, just after we were born, some elders deposited [-] million in the children's growth account opened for them, and then said: "This is the first year's lucky money."

We are not born with great talents. We are favored by God, and we are destined to be an era and a half ahead of our peers, and we are destined to be admired and worshiped by all living beings.

We are not admirers.

We are just the "everyone".

Back then, I also looked up to the sky and went out laughing. I was born in Penghao, but the reality cut me hard, no, it cut me a lot.

I want to be a great composer, like Bach, Haydn, Schumann, and Strauss, but I have composed so many pieces that I can't even get excited when I listen to them.

I want to be a famous lyricist, yes, like Fang Wenshan, the author of "Blue and White Porcelain", @方文山, but I presented many of the words I filled out to a famous and personally admired lyricist senior for review, He said to me very seriously: "Young man, the words you filled out are pretty good. It's good to be a hobby."

You see, seniors are seniors, with such foresight and discerning talents, he actually said that the words I filled out were "very good". .”

What do you mean?

At that time, my wife changed a cup of tea for me. I showed her this sentence. She seemed to be smarter than me. She understood what I didn't understand, and then laughed.As a big man, I am embarrassed to show weakness, so until now I don't know what this means. My dear friends, do you know?

Okay, no kidding.

This is me, the talented and well-known music critic in your eyes.

This doesn't work, and that doesn't work, so what should I do?After worrying for a long time, I remembered a sentence I saw somewhere, "If you can't do anything, then be a critic!"

Look, God is actually very merciful, as the saying goes, there is no end to the road!Even if you can't do anything, you can still be a critic!

Hahaha, I looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then threw my pen and joined the army. (Where does it seem to be wrong?)

When I really started to comment, I realized that it is not so easy to do.

If you are objective, people say you are impersonal, if you are human, they say you are not objective, if you are both objective and human, people say you are schizophrenic.You are a fan, people say you lick, you are black, people say you are poisonous, you are neither fan nor black, what do people say you write, what is the focus, where is the focus?

The point of gravity is that you have to be pink or black.

Neither pink nor black, who will see?

So now, in the Jianghu, some people call me a big powder brush, and some people call me a big poisonous snake.

In fact, this is life.

I am a gentleman, but the morals of the world make me crazy.

This time, I'm going to raise my big brush again and start painting like crazy. I'll let you know first, high energy ahead, extremely high energy!Friends who can't bear it, please retreat, retreat quickly!

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